AS A SILKWORM WEAVING & DYING AWAY AMID ITS PERFORMANCE

ESSENTIAL MEDICINE







Windows ajar into night
and only dawn opens
the door of my digs

Now I am no longer alone
The snail of day already released its horns
and if I summon it, it will fully come
out of its shell

At night, no me at all on this world
In darkness, embedded in metaphysical ground of my being
only during the day I circulate 
around common point

Who knows wherefrom comes infection!?

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